Eden Mccoy Nude Novels & Stories

He wore a pair of reading glasses, and for some reason, that made him look even hotter. “What’s it, Kyle?” Maddox asked, his brows knitting with concern as his gaze scanned my face. I didn’t respond. I just stood there in the middle of the room, facing him while he sat behind the TV with his laptop. Without another word, I stripped off my clothes until there was nothing left between on me. Maddox’s eyes widened. He gasped and quickly looked away. “Kyle?” “What?” I scoffed, wiping my face roughly. “It’s not like you haven’t seen me naked before.”

Not that Rayan thought Scott was unattractive, but still, the more you know about what you're getting into. There wasn't much there. A few pictures, some articles about birth control and fertility, a few video game memes, and... okay, this definitely qualifies as hot... It was a picture from Christmas with the caption: "My folks know me so well! Check out my new Minecraft pants!" And under that, there he was, in a pair of pajama bottoms printed all over with pixelated dynamite, dopey grin on his face... without a shirt, flexing. It was dorky, and adorable, and, and... Damn. Ripped wasn't the right word, but "solid" fit pretty well. Rayan knew Scott didn't have more than an inch or two on him

Megan's POV At 8:47am I accidentally sent a full-body nude to my CEO, and I have been quietly dying at my desk for the past three hours. The photo was meant for Kyle — my boyfriend of eight months who usually replies to my nudes with a single thumbs-up emoji like he’s rating a mediocre meal. I had just gotten out of the shower, hair wet, skin still damp. I stood naked in front of the bathroom mirror, one hand cupping my full breast, the other sliding between my thighs, my pussy lips parted in a soft, needy expression.

Trinity, in a great mood, laughed at my embarrassment. "Girl, we are always naked after a shift. And you are in front of your mate and no one else. No need for embarrassment." As if on cue, King Maddoc shifted back into his human form and smiled at me. "Well, hello Tara. We meet again. Times change, yes?" Goddess help me, he was naked too. Nothing in his smile was mocking and nothing in his eyes made me feel anything but safe, even though he did look me up and down like a piece of juicy steak. I was probably eyeing him the same way.

There was no backing out now—not that I wanted to. “One… Two… Three…” The count began. Maddox stripped out of his clothing and stood across the circle naked, sneering, and bouncing on his toes like he was about to engage in a boxing match. I wasn’t going to give these perverts the pleasure of seeing me nude, so I’d be shifting with my clothes on. It wasn’t like I would need them again afterward. Not if today went the way logic told me it would go. “Eight. Nine. Ten!”

I stood there completely naked in front of Marcus, my chest heaving, my nipples hard and aching. My shaved pussy was visibly dripping, my swollen lips glistening with arousal under the bright gym lights. A thick string of my cream slowly ran down my inner thigh. Fuckk, i had never felt so exposed, so wanted, and so filthy in my life. Marcus stroked his thick, spit-covered cock slowly continuously as he stared at my body. His eyes were dark with hunger.

" They laughed at that not far from the truth. Mackayla who was out getting a drink and helping Shelly set up the table for lunch turned to see what she meant and the four men stopped laughing at the sight of her even her uncle who was not used to seeing Mackayla bear so much skin. She was in a green one piece: bearing a high cleavage rate, thong like bottom exposing hips, waist, and ass. The mid-drift was cut out revealing her belly ring. The back was also cut low.

I hummed softly as I rinsed my mug in the sink, listening to Stassie ramble on about how I’d apparently become a domestic goddess—cutting fruit into perfect squares like an Italian grandmother. It was almost enough to make me forget. Almost. Then my phone buzzed. A single vibration. Sharp. Unexpected. I frowned, drying my hands on a towel before picking it up. My stomach flipped at the screen: Unknown Number. I hesitated, thumb hovering. I tapped the notification. Everything stopped. A photo. Grainy. Dimly lit. But unmistakably real. Sienna McCoy. Naked. Draped across Nikolai’s bare chest, her long hair tangled over his skin like silk. One of her hands rested on his abdomen. His eyes were cl

"Don't hate me, bestie, but I'd like to join them, Jessie too. You mind if I go nude?" Ella eye-fucked her friend. "Really? Oh, Molly. Me too." She watched Molly take her clothes off. "Can I try it too?" Molly got up and tossed off her tank top, showing us her perfect breasts. Elle enthusiastically followed. Jim and I, on our bed naked. Me soaked, him hard. On one screen our son and his best friend are in a sixty-nine, sucking each other's cock and now, on the other two teen girls are stripping. Neither Jim or I are touching each other or ourselves. We promised. Nothing till the kids are done. I'm dying. My pussy is running and quivering with need. Jim's cock is running pre-cum and pulsing.

The gorgeous man's smile widens, and I don't know why, but my eyes automatically travel further down his neck to his ripped body, and my IQ drops seeing his marvelously toned chest. "Fork. Me." McGorgeous snort-laughs and the room turns a hundred degrees hotter—I had not meant to say those words out loud! But who can blame me? McGorgeous is naked. Naked in my bed. Naked. He is not even wearing boxer briefs. Buttnaked. And he is... I mean... Jesus Christ... He so gorgeous with taut muscles covering his entire body, and my heartbeat races as I trail down those v-lines... Oh boy.